So, there was only one story on the whole site about Britannia High (and it is a very amazing series) so I thought id write one. Jez and Stefan are my favourite characters so I'm going to focus my story around them. This is SLASH so if you don't like it don't read it. Simple as. This is the first story I have ever written, so... Be nice?
The way he speaks, the way he acts, the way he moves so passionately and gracefully across the dance studio floor. Jez could not take his eyes of him. He knew it was wrong, he knew he should not feel this way, but he couldn't help it. He could see why almost every girl at Britannia High wished they could be with this man. He was so... enticing.
"Jez, are you paying attention?" The silky smooth voice of Stefan, the dance mentor that haunted Jez's every thought echoed around the room.
"What... Err yeh... of course I am Stefan, I just have... erm... other things on my mind." Jez stammered.
"Well when you are in my dance studio your mind should be focused on me and this dance, Ok Jez?"
Jez just wished Stefan realised that he was exactly what he had been thinking about all day. Jez had fallen head over heels in love with Stefan, back in his first week of attending Britannia high, but had never told anybody. He wasn't even sure if his friends knew he was gay. But he thought that should be easy enough for them to work out by the way he dressed and how he wasn't exactly interested in any of the girls at school. He was even sure that Lola, who wasn't exactly the brightest crayon in the colouring box, probably knew. Speaking of Lola... Jez glanced across the room to Lola, who was staring with interest at Stefan. At first she seemed as if she was just memorising the dance moves like everybody else, but there was something else in her eyes, he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
Stefan was unlike any other man Jez had seen before. He might be 28 but that really didn't bother Jez at all. He was still the most hansom and amazing man Jez had ever laid eyes on. A perfect body, obtained through years of gruelling dance practise, amazing brown hair that came to just above his eyes. His eyes... the most beautiful shade of ocean blue that could captivate you for hours on end, and of course the sexy Australian accent that had the girls (and of course a few of the guys) worked up into a frenzy over.
Jez himself, just 16, with his straightened blonde hair, deep blue eyes and a body that any of the boys in Britannia high would die to have was quite a good looking lad. He knew that lots of girls liked him but frankly, he just wasn't interested. There was only one person that Jez would ever think of being with, and that person was standing in from of him, glaring. Wait... glaring?
"Jez!" "Your doing it again... you need to be committed to this class Jez, or you might as well leave!"
"Stefan... I'm sorry; I don't want to disappoint you, or anybody. I'm just not feeling very well today. I promise I will be better tomorrow."
"You had better be Jez, I expect much more from you." Stefan looked at Jez with those meaningful ocean blue eyes and smiled. "I suppose everybody has bad days, It's the end of class now anyway" Stefan was now addressing the whole class. "You can go"